Zhang Mao immediately fainted and fell to the ground weakly.

Chen Jinzhi didn't care about him, put away the exercises by himself, and walked away.

"Legend has it that there are three great gods in the emperor. Chang'an with his eyes open, Yu Yu who played the flute, and the old man holding the quilt. Tsk, that's true... ”

I don't know who said so emotionally.

By the time Zhang Mao woke up, it was already the next day.

Just as he was ignorantly trying to recall what Chen Jinzhi had done to him last night, Shao Xiong suddenly opened the door and entered.

Behind him, he was followed by several heavily armed sergeants.

"Good morning... ”

Zhang Mao was about to say hello, but saw Shao Xiong rush over, and then rolled his eyelids to check it out.

Turning it over and over again made Zhang Mao extremely uncomfortable.

"Hmm. ”

It seems to be accurately checked that the whites of Zhang Mao's eyes are also the same as his own, and a touch of dead silence appears in each of them. Shao Xiong nodded, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand to the sergeant behind him.

Speaking of this dead silence in his eyes, it was actually caused by Chen Jinzhi's feeling from casting the spell last night. Last night, Chen Jinzhi's move was called "Soul Penetration", which was a spell with the meaning of demagogic brainwashing, but it was very thorough.

Taking Zhang Mao as an example, after being imposed, he was still Zhang Mao, nothing changed, and there were no side effects, but to a certain extent, he became a tool man belonging to Chen Jinzhi, just like Shao Xiong, just like other sergeants in Chang'an Curie.

Compared with some other sects, or clans, forcing people to swallow chronic poison, Chen Jinzhi's approach is already extremely gentle.

"You can stay here. ”

Shao Xiong solemnly announced loudly. When Zhang Mao heard this, he was also relieved, this will probably save him from prison... However, he can't seem to remember, he only remembers that Chen Jinzhi came last night, but he doesn't remember what the latter did to him...

"From this day forward, you are a member of the glorious Imperial Guard. ”

Shao Xiong's voice was suddenly extremely loud, and he threw away a package, probably a uniform, and Zhang Mao hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

"Uh... ”

Before Zhang Mao had time to ask, Shao Xiong said again:

"You are not allowed to leave Chang'anju without permission, and as for armor and weapons, you can go to the barracks to get them. ”

"Oh... ”

Zhang Mao may have been born a little wooden, and when he saw Shao Xiong, he threw down a wooden sign with a number written on it, probably to receive armor and weapons. . .

"Finally... ”

Shao Xiong's voice was obviously a little higher, and the sergeants behind him also looked serious:

"In Chang'an, "Wang Customs" is a necessity. You take it. ”

As he spoke, he stuffed an extremely heavy book into Zhang Mao's arms, weighing more than ten pounds, the paper was still very new, and the cover looked very elegant.

"The King's Customs?"

Zhang Mao picked up the book in his arms and read it with some puzzlement. Seeing this extremely long title, he almost lost his breath:

"Kingship and the Incomprehensible and Incomprehensible History and Secular Created by Absurdity and Stupidity".

"Hmm. The abbreviation is called "Wang Customs". ”

Shao Xiong nodded.

"Ahh It turned out to be this... ”

Zhang Mao suddenly seemed to remember something. This book is Chen Jinzhi's book. It was a huge seller in the empire, and many ordinary people would even pay a week's worth of food to buy the book. It has also been heard that some institutions of higher learning use this book as a textbook for history.

"I've wanted to read one or two for a long time... ”

Zhang Mao smiled bitterly. saw that the expressions of Shao Xiong and the others suddenly became strange, and they looked at him with a smile. Then, they all went out together.